Kalindi and me on her first Independence Day – India’s 78th.
While I was pregnant my husband got me a notebook that has writing prompts for letters to our unborn child. A time capsule of sorts, to be given to the child on their 18th birthday. The other day the prompt was “My wishes for you are…”.
As a woman living in one of the fastest developing nation, I straddle the delicate balance between the haves and the have nots. I often wonder about independence. For most women in India today, to be independent is to be financially independent. But over the years I’ve noticed that making your own money is worth nothing if you don’t have the freedom to spend it. Thus, independence for a privileged woman in a developing nation, is a nuanced concept. Privilege itself is a nuanced concept.